"I used to think that Isido was sinister and Tobias was cold. I didn't expect that he would actually do these despicable things in secret. Such a scum would actually have the nerve to claim to be the guardian of the kingdom and speak plausibly on a high platform!"
Such words resounded in the square without any hesitation, eliciting responses of approval.
"One hundred and forty people!!! A total of one hundred and forty people!! Your poisoning killed one hundred and forty people!! And you pretended to drive away evil spirits! You deserve to die!!"
Some people in the crowd had already crumpled the paper in their hands and angrily threw it at the Holy See Legion arrayed on the steps, as if to let them see clearly what kind of filth the church behind them was.
The older Bishop Isidore is indeed as the person said just now. His skinny face is slightly sinister, and there is a sharp light flashing in his eyes from time to time. Tobias has a similar appearance.
This image, combined with their aloof status, seemed quite majestic in the past, but now they have become vicious old thieves in the eyes of everyone.
Among the three bishops, Wiesel is the tallest and tallest, and he seems to easily leave an impression of uprightness and fortitude.
Even Mo Bei and the others had to admit that if they had not clearly listed the Holy See as an antagonist from the beginning, they would probably have mistakenly thought that this was an involuntary act when they first came into contact with Wiesel, and they would have tried hard to get it. The person who reversed the fate of the only remaining Holy See.
It wasn't until the other party revealed their ambitions that they realized that there was really no need for an organization like the Holy See to exist.
Under the sharp denunciations and curses, the originally sculpture-like Holy See Legion could no longer maintain its previous majesty and solemnity. Some people couldn't help but bend down and pick up the paper balls at their feet to take a closer look. After seeing it clearly, they had mixed reactions. They are the same, either surprised or uncertain, or looking at each other blankly.
Someone held a crumpled piece of paper and walked towards the person at the other end of the queue. He grabbed the other person's shawl with one hand and slapped the paper heavily on the armor on the other person's chest with the other hand. He glared angrily, as if trying to get rid of him. A word of confirmation came from the mouth of a known participant.
There was also the sergeant who seemed to be leading the team, shouting loudly and trying to straighten the formation that was starting to fall apart, but with little success.
Mo Bei watched all this coldly, observing the expressions on their faces, knowing that in such a group, it was impossible for everyone to lose their bottom line, but there was never absolute justice in this world, and he also There is no extra thought to distinguish those who have not participated in those activities and those who are just acting in public.
"Come out." Perona whispered, turning to look at Mo Bei.
Mo Bei nodded slightly to her, indicating that the plan would be carried out.
Soon, the church's heavy door creaked and slowly opened.
The clamor among the crowd then boiled, rising one wave after another, and angry questions continued, demanding that Isidore and Tobias give an explanation and accept trial.
Four figures appeared in the gap between the two doors. The first one to walk out was Conrad, but his figure was weak and his condition seemed a little abnormal.
However, the three bishops behind him at this time did not notice his strangeness. Isidore and Tobias heard the noise outside, the anger and curses directed at them, which made them fall into confusion for a moment, and then At the same time, he looked at Weizer.
However, Wiesel ignored them and walked forward a few steps quickly. He almost walked to the front of the steps with Conrad. He raised his hand to signal to the crowd. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Conrad beside him tilted his body. , falling down the steps.
The crowd originally saw Witzel say something, and the excited voices began to subside, but then they saw Conrad rolling down the steps, and all the sounds suddenly stopped, caused by this sudden change. Confused.
The already chaotic military formation was also a little dumbfounded. No one thought of helping him. Instead, they subconsciously moved out of the way and allowed Conrad to roll all the way to the end.
what's going on? ?
Didn't it mean that Prince Conrad was a mage in his thirties? How can a job changer still fall into such a bad state?
But when they saw Conrad rolled to the bottom of the steps, he showed no intention of getting up. His body was twisted strangely and he looked lifeless.
Wiesel was also a little unable to react. He still raised one hand in front of him and turned his head to look at Conrad who fell to the ground in disbelief. Isidore and Tobias who followed him were even more confused. , it was impossible to react to these successive changes for a while.
"Your Highness!"
A group of family guards beside Mo Bei had already exclaimed and rushed forward. He did not stop him. He also followed the crowd forward, but was a little behind. At this time, no one questioned why they, as personal guards, did not rush forward. The front.
The guard captain rushed to Conrad's side without stopping, knelt down on one knee, leaned over to straighten the family master's body, and was shocked to find that Conrad's eyes were empty and gray, with no life at all.
"What did you do to His Highness!!!"
The guard captain immediately roared at the nearly a thousand people of the Holy See Legion and the three bishops in front of him.
"Don't blaspheme the Holy See! When we were talking inside, everything was normal!" Tobias yelled subconsciously.
However, these words once again ignited the suppressed anger among the crowd.
"Desecrating the Holy See!? You deserve it! Even the most filthy and disgusting words cannot explain what you have done!"
"Everything is normal!? People just come out of it, and everything is normal! Are you used to this kind of nonsense!?"
"Devils in the cloak of the Holy See! What's the difference between you and wizards!"
Tobias and Isidor were shocked when they heard this. Although they were still confused as to why they had become the target of public criticism just over half an hour after entering, they were already aware of the seriousness of the situation.
Their identity and status are really going to collapse!
At this time, several guards surrounding Conrad's body were already carefully examining the wounds on the body, trying to figure out what happened to the head of the family when he entered the church, and why he died as soon as he came out.
They opened the collar and saw some mottled marks. When they untied the clothes on the chest, the onlookers couldn't help but feel a chill running down their backs. They immediately raised their heads and roared at Tobias and the others:
"You are what you say everything is normal!?"
The skin under Conrad's clothes was covered with strange curse lines, and there were several black wounds. One person reached out and touched it. He noticed that there was a foreign object in it, so he clasped it with his fingertips and pulled it out with all his strength. A palm-long jet-black bone spur was stained with blood and looked extremely filthy.
The witch doctor's methods sometimes do seem more cruel than the necromancer's.
Tabetha stared at Conrad's body dumbfounded, unable to believe that she was actually seeing this scene. Although she was disgusted with Conrad, this was her sister's husband after all, and in the blink of an eye he became a miserable corpse. The body is still hard to accept.
Weisel finally realized something at this time. As if struck by lightning, he suddenly turned to look at Mo Bei, his eyes filled with unspeakable shock and anger!
He raised his hand and pointed at Mo Bei, but his teeth were clenching and he couldn't say a word.
Now, it's useless to say anything!
No one will believe him! Not even people from the Holy See know how!
"Devils! They are real demons! Kill them!!"
Stimulated by the shocking curse marks and wounds on Conrad's body, the crowd finally erupted with a strong intention to attack. They drew their weapons and prepared to attack the Holy See Legion and the three bishops!
